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For all intents and purposes, I'm done with this alternative lifestyle. After an endless number of munches in various cities I've had my fill of all of the feeble minded morons who delude themselves with the notion that they created or invented the d/s lifestyle. Just because this lifestlye is unique or brand new within the context of your own presonal perspective does not qualify you as some messiah in the microcosm of our daily experience of life. So you think you're a big shot, an expert on areas beyond the vanilla realm. GET OVER IT, NITWIT! You're no better than any of the rest of us who scratch our crotch at nite before we role over and find that dream state that restores our equilibrium.
I'm not here seeking a relationship with anyone. You can all go eat feces and bark at the moon for all I care. I'm just here to track down an old friend, the remaining half of a couple who I enjoyed being associated with many years ago, before Pee Wee's Big Adventure (President Bush's War in Iraq).
After my profile is accepted here, I'll go about the business of tracking down my old friend. As for the rest of you here, you can continue to try and impress each other as some sort of Grand Poo-Bah of the lifestyle. Truth be known, you are all so pathetic it's disgusting, both Dommes and subs.
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